Истории Barlyle

Title says everything. This is based off of the incredible movie and it's a Philip and Barnum relationship. The chapters are the song titles and they're will be the music and lyrics during the story. (I'm bad at summaries but I do ship Philip/Barnum. Why? I have no idea, anyways, hope you enjoy) (P. S. The characters in this story do not belong to me. They belong to the 20th Centruy Fox and the directors of the movie. This is a work of Fanfiction -Batmaninuse78)

"we all fall down." . In which Phillip dies in the fire, and Barnum unknowingly opens his home to an invisible houseguest.

Some are based off of the "60 Barlyle prompts" book Im so lazy that i can't even think of my own ideas

sweet lips once red though now they've turned blue i gather limp hands and sing it shouldn't have been you (cover will come later)

A collection of one-shots and drabbles from my tumblr #816 in Drabble || #4 in drabblecollection

Philip Carlyle never expected this to happen in his semi-normal life. A life that was already full of his parents disappointment, his failures, and, the biggest one, his liking of the same sex. (I don't know who made the cover, if u know plz tell me)

Barlyle one-shots, imagines, and prompts. Also posted to my Tumblr: barlyletrash

Exactly what the title says, peeps. This includes canon pairings, non-canon pairings, and content that isn't pairing related.

P. T Barnum and Phillip have had feelings for eachother since they met. What happens when Phillip confronts Phineas about his feelings?

Based on the movie The Greatest Showman with an alternative story (yaoi). Author credits to the director, actors and soundtrack used in the film. Fanfic without commercial purposes, for entertainment. Image credits used for the cover: @ 1210rose @barnumxcarlyle @daddybarnum All of Tumblr.

PT and Phillip are nervous about doing couple things in public, Lettie and Charles urge them on. just some fluff! I wrote this late at night, so it's trash, but I hope you guys like it!

Barlyle, Jennity AU aesthetics. I will take requests for these ships!

Phillip Carlyle was a disappointment to his parents. Phillip Carlyle was, as the locals so lovingly put it, "The Scandal." And the same Phillip Carlyle half-drunkenly laughed into the face of the alluring man, who proposed him an idea of joining the circus. As if he, Phillip Carlyle, has not had enough of ridiculous offers that brought him to this state in life. Except what he didn't know is that the smug man he was talking to is P.T. Barnum - the definition of ridiculousness, or as the corresponding locals titled him "The Circus King." Or A story of how Phillip Carlyle falls deep into the circus crown of the infatuating ringmaster P.T. Barnum, who in return helps Phillip get back that very much desired spark of light into his daunting life.

Phineas Taylor Barnum messes up. What else is new?

This is a world where being a mutant isn't illegal, but it's not good either. You have to always have your mutant visible if it's a physical mutation and if it isn't then you're branded with an 'm' on the side of your neck. Normally this wouldn't really bother the circus, however there's one problem. Phineas and Philip are both mutants. And maybe a tiny bit in love with each other.

Phillip Carlyle, as if joining the circus was bad enough, is found at the centre of a scandal. He turns to the only person he trusts and loves: the showman himself, P.T. Barnum. Just a Story... (Each chapter is 500-1200 words long, supposed to be 11 chapters by the time I've finished)

In the wrong place at the wrong time, struggling author Phillip Carlyle witnesses a mob-ordained hit in an alley. As if his life isn't already pitiful enough. With a mafia who doesn't leave witnesses out to silence him, he doesn't stand a chance. Enter P. T. Barnum, a hitman who finds himself growing increasingly protective of and attracted to this young, handsome stranger. The mafia AU that nobody asked for. (title is subject to change)

Humans are like water glasses. The water, that most elusive of things, is made of memories--people, events, words--all of them negative. Most glasses are only filled halfway. Some lucky ones only sustain a drop or two. And the most unlucky of us--the Edgar Allen Poes and Vincent Van Goghs--are filled all the way to the top. But what happens, we wonder, when a glass overflows? ... And the circus came crumbling down. (collab fic with @melloneddy on Tumblr/AO3!)